"You talk a lot for a Goblin," I said.

The Goblin King gave out a laugh.

"I don't use my tongue much with other Goblins." He said. "Most of the Goblin language consists of grunts, shrieks, and gestures."

I know Dante talked to be weary of people who spoke different languages, but a Goblin? He was not just any regular Goblin either, but a skilled one at that. This Goblin King was abnormal to his core. I wanted to know more from this Goblin, but at the same time, he had to be killed. This was what a special leader felt like. Someone who was able to unite an entire mass of people under their control.

The camps, their organization, and their military conduct. If he were born a human, he might've been a great hero. Maybe it was because he was born a Goblin I could see what kind of monster he truly was. If he was just like the Hero, I had to be on my guard. I couldn't grasp the feeling of his fighting style at all. I only knew that he was dangerous.

The Goblin King seemed to look at me a bit but then started to relax his posture.

"Let me ask you," He said. "Is it because I'm a Goblin that you want to kill me?"

"No, it's because of what you are doing," I replied.

"Such as?"

"Destroying Elven cities and raping women."

The Goblin King scratched his head.

"Those things couldn't be helped, it's survival of the fittest."

"Survival is to pillage and rape?" I said.

"If I didn't kill those Elves, they would've killed us first."

The Goblin King shrugged his shoulders with a smile.

"As for the women, I needed ranks and something to control the rest of the Goblins with." He said.

"So you'll sacrifice them for your needs?" I said.

The Goblin King gave me a perplexed look.

"You're one of those dreamer types aren't you?"

"Dreamer type?"

The Goblin King laughed loudly.

"So there are even human beings here that look into the clouds," Grux continued. "Saying things like hope, love, and justice for all?"

My face turned serious at his mocking words.

I know that I'm the type of man that once believed in those things. But for even a monster to mock me for it. I couldn't help but feel embarrassed and some bitter resentment. I stood there watching the Goblin King for awhile to make a move. Time seem to weigh heavily on my mind but no guards came to check up on their King. Hopefully, the commotion outside will last awhile so I can kill this monster.

"Am I right?" He said.

"Funny for a monster to talk ideologies with me."

The Goblin King smirked at me.

"You can't win," Grux said. "Surrender."

I gave the Goblin King a smirk back.

"You haven't listened to what's happening outside did you?"

The Goblin King turned his head and the sounds of the panic outside embraced him.

"What did you do!?"

"Killing your men," I said calmly.

The Goblin King's face twisted and I could see some rage in his eyes.

This Goblin King seemed to care about his Goblin followers, it was admirable that he did as a leader. I knew plenty of leaders that saw their followers as sacrificial pawns. He must have had some followers that he truly cares about. To be able to create such a large following, a smaller amount of trusted friends were needed first. I realized I could use this to my advantage and provoke him.

"There were some Goblins I killed outside," I said. "They seemed to be calling for your name as I stabbed them through the heart, were they your friends?"

The Goblin King snarled and his face grew vicious.

"You bastard!" He screamed.

Grux rushed at me in a fury and not with his calm collected demeanor before. Grux was angered and I could feel his sluggish movements. He looked to kill me quickly as his thin sword moved for my head. I deflected his thin sword easily with my Mithril blade. As I defended more of his attacks, the more agitated he became.

Grux jumped backward and in a flash, stepped forward in front of me.

I couldn't see his movements and react in time as he stabbed me in the abdomen. I grimaced in pain but before he could pull out his sword, I held onto it. I used my Mithril blade to rend the thin sword into pieces. I pulled out the thin sword from my stomach and felt my blood pour out. My teeth grind as the pain was excruciating.

My left hand held onto my stomach as I tried to stop any more blood from rushing out. Grux laughed at me and his face seemed satisfied. I held out my sword as I had the advantage in weapons. But something was wrong, Grux's thin sword was gone but he didn't look afraid. Instead, he looked at me like I was prey with a predator's eyes.

The hands of the Goblin King started to glow a faint blue. This Goblin could use magic!? As I steeled myself for an attack the blue light in his hands flashed. The Mithril sword I gripped was no longer in my hands but in his. Grux seemed to mock me as he waved my sword in the air.

"Magic steal!?" I said.

This Goblin was skilled with a sword and could use magic!?

"You monster," I said.

"No, you're the monster...human," Grux replied with a laugh.

Grux pointed my Mithril sword at me.

"Before I was born a Goblin, I used to be human." He said.

The Goblin King snickered.

"The human race is despicable, people use to bully me because I looked ugly."

The Goblin King felt his face and there was a sort of pain in his eyes.

"Now that I'm a Goblin, I know that every race seems to pick on us because of our appearance," Grux said. "But humans are the worst."

The Goblin King waved my sword in the air.

"Now I have power! No one will bully us any longer!" Grux said. "After I kill you, I'll destroy the human race that lives here."

"You're fighting violence with violence!" I said.

"Aren't you doing the same!?" He replied.

His words scratched my soul as I knew it was true.

The pain on my stomach was burning and I felt I could pass out at any moment. I knew this Goblin's skill with a sword and my Mithril blade was extraordinary itself. I didn't want to use the Demon Lord's weapon again but I had to. If I died here, there would be many people to suffer the consequences. I couldn't let that happen.

Grux flashed again in front of me and tried to cut my head off. I had already pulled out my black ring and a cloud of darkness blocked the attack. The Goblin King tried to press the Mithril sword against the darkness but it was being repelled. The form of a black sword appeared in my hands as I deflected the Mithril sword away.

"What is that thing?" Grux asked.

"Darkness incarnate," I answered.

Grux began swinging the Mithril blade in swift attacks. I block them all while holding the black sword in one hand. The pain in my stomach was getting worse and I felt pale. Grux tried to jump and slash at me with the Mithril blade. I slash back with the black sword and cut the Mithril blade in two.

Grux jumped back as his face was in shock at the black sword.

Soon his mouth went to a wide grin as he looked at me. The Goblin King's hands started to glow blue again as he began to laugh. The blue flash blinded me for an instant and I looked down to see that the black sword was gone. My vision went to Grux who held the black sword. He began to examine the dark clouded sword in his hands and then sneered at me.

"Now you die with your trump card!" He said.

Grux flashed in front of me again and tried to stab the black sword to my heart. He didn't notice until only his hand punched my chest. The black sword had returned to my hand the instant he moved towards me. My left hand was covered in my blood and held the black sword in its grasp. I use my free hand to grip Grux's throat and held it tight.

"Are you some kind of Demon?!" He screamed.

His eyes finally showed the fear of death.

"No, I'm Human," I said.

I stab the black sword into his head and watched as it consumed his life.

I dropped the dead body of Grux on the ground. I looked at him as the black sword in my hand transformed into a black ring on my finger. I felt sympathy for this Goblin but I couldn't let him run wild.

Grux was a reincarnated person from another world. I don't know how he lived his previous life but he had caused some suffering here. I couldn't let him go unpunished. I wonder if this world is as cruel to those who come here as it is for everyone who lives here. Hopefully, in his next life, he'll find peace.

I knew the feelings and the despair he felt. How being different could ostracize you. I understood the plight of the lower class and what it meant to be different. I know I called this Goblin a monster and in return, he called me the same for being Human. I was a hypocrite and he did well in showing me. I just hope that not more of his kind would rise up and become a bane of human existence.

Suddenly a voice resounded in my head.

Was this the voice of the Gods!?

I couldn't understand it at all.

The sounds echoed clearly in my mind.

A light enveloped me and my body was healed, what was this!?